The exquisite taste of the cherries flambé along with the sight of Dave undulating his magnificent body to the slow, sensuous beat of the music in th... dim light gave the atmosphere a highly charged erotic feel. His pants parted along the satin stripes running down the sides of the legs and as he did a slow bump and grind he unfastened his cummerbund, leaving him in only his collar and tie, cuffs and a bulging black satin G string. I couldn’t help but admire his tight, round butt and long. Because of that he lived. Her spear went into his underarm instead of his throat. He danced away, roaring in pain, spewing blood into the sand. She knew now she just needed to keep him occupied for a while and let him bleed out.The end was sad, after such a good beginning. He stumbled and she poked him again, hard, in the bare upper thigh. He could barely move after that and the throat stab she’d intended much earlier finally finished him off. She raised both hands high, holding her spear above. “Yeah. Yeah, she’s doing... she’s doing great,” she said, nodding her head as she glanced around in awe at the aftermath of the once well-decorated apartment. “She’s doing really well.”Emily turned, and centered her brandy-brown eyes on Brian. “That’s what I was told to tell you; that she’s doing great. Buuut, she’s not. She’s a mess. Can’t stop crying. Freaking out. Mental breakdown, that whole deal.”Brian stared at her blankly.“That, uh,” he said, scratching his face, “kinda doesn’t sound. Then he lifted his body until he was on his knees behind her and his hips were directly in line with her ass. With one hand he guided his rigid cock to her asshole and then removed his finger.Cheri reached behind her with her own hands and carefully spread the asscheeks of her butt. Clay could feel the pressure of her elastic opening nudging his prickhead. With a flick of his hips, he rammed forward. Pushing with all his strength, he finally felt the mouth of her asshole yield to his advance.At.